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Nov 2020
I reached out my hands for you,
But you were gone far away
When death took you with him ,
Why didn't you stop to take me with you?
I stand near your grave with flowers and tears;
Hoping to be with your presence
I'm ready to explore the adventure of death
Will you come back ?
You never said I'm leaving
You were gone before I knew it
As you sleep on the clouds with peace
I sleep on guilt of losing you
A thousand tears won't bring you back;
I know because I've cried
As the sun sets and brings darkness
May there be no sadness of farewell
Written by
Sneha Liya Sanil
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